| I’ve been running from myself
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| Tell me are you running too?
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| I’ve been running from myself
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| You don’t know what I’ve been through
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| I’ve been running from myself
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| Tell me are you running too?
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| I’ve been running from myself
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| You don’t know what I’ve been through (x3)
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| I’ve been running from myself
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| You don’t know what I’ve been through
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| I didn’t come one thousand miles
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| To runaway or wait here
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| I’ve been, under fire so long
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| I’m amazed I made it
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| I didn’t come one thousand miles
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| To runaway or wait here
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| I’ve been, under fire so long
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| I’m amazed I made it
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| I keep on running
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| But I don’t know where I’m heading man
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| I think I’ll forget it all
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| Yea I don’t know where my heads been man
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| I think I let it dissolve
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| Here we are again just you and I
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| Why lie you’re surprised you survived to find
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| Yourself right here right now
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| Right here right now
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| And every now and then I do realize
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| That it might be inside my head but I deny
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| That my minds clear right now
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| I’m right here right now
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| I didn’t come one thousand miles
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| To runaway or wait here
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| I’ve been, under fire so long
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| I’m amazed I made it
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| I didn’t come one thousand miles
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| To runaway or wait here
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| I’ve been, under fire so long
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| I’m amazed I made it
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| Dead into the middle of the night trying to get it right
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| Think I’m living life wrong, in a fight
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| With a python it’ll grip tight to my right arm
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| Right ‘til my life’s gone, where have I gone?
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| Fuck an icon, fuck it I con
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| I sit tight while the hypes strong
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| Man I tried to forget it and get the mic on
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| My mind lit and ignited it like a pipe bomb
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| Do I fight with a knife or a Nikon?
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| I can’t really decide I’m forever divided
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| Trying to rekindle the vibe I be feeling while climbing
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| You’ll be living to die while you’re digging for diamonds
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| It’s a different environment I ain’t used to
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| They be itching to drive by to shoot you
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| And they go for prime time, I hold to a fine line
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| And hope my mind’s eye can move you
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| I didn’t come one thousand miles
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| To runaway or wait here
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| I’ve been, under fire so long
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| I’m amazed I made it
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| I didn’t come one thousand miles
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| To runaway or wait here
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| I’ve been, under fire so long
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| I’m amazed I made it
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| Never back where I left off
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| I press on getting hit in the chest, now take your vest off
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| They said to give it a rest they said all bets off
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| I never listen I’m deaf I didn’t get cross
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| Yea no one had a prayer for me please believe it
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| Knowing damn well I don’t even need it
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| Man I breathe in deeply while I look at the city and everybody
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| A couple of hundred feet beneath me
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| It’s a means of treatment and I bleed the shit
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| Trying to leave a bleak place that I frequented
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| I was set to jump in, had my feet in it
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| If nothing had intervened you’d be reading this
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| And I remember a time back when I said I’ma rhyme
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| When everybody said to come as you are like Nevermind
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| But man nevermind it, I’m forever reminded
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| When you turned your back you had a strap behind it |